Born Losers Lyrics - Matthew Good Band

Well there ain't nothin' to this but your daughter 

And the life you would not give her 

Break your plans 

Traipsed across the continent, a squatter 

For your lies at night to sleep between my hands 

When the lights come on this whole place gets ugly 

But when they're out, strangers fall in love 

She could never say that flat out she don't want me 

'Cause I could never say that halfway ain't enough 

New Order's on the turntable, we're dancing 

'Cause what else do you do when you don't talk 

Crucified then crawled into your mansion 

Yeah, that's why I learned to crawl before I walk 

We're back where we belong 

Straight back where we belong 

No days or nights 

No cocaine calls 

Just back where we belong 

Take me out back to your promise 

And beat me until I can't even stand 

Your whole life, a plane without no landing gear 

So if this is it, then come on let me land 

That trailer trash pedigree is callin' 

It rides you out when you're down on all fours 

Me I like to cast my death on yesterday 

'Cause what doesn't kill us now 

Just makes us better whores 

We're back where we belong 

Straight back where we belong 

No days or nights 

No cocaine calls 

Just back where we belong 

Go put it in the ground 

Go bury it somewhere it can't be found 

Go put it in the ground 

Well there ain't nothin' to this but your daughter 

And the life you would not give her, break your plans 

Traipsed across the continent, a squatter 

For your lies at night to sleep between my hands